The night guards came from all directions.

The patrol division was leaderless, and Song Yanxue took over the command of the patrol and capture division temporarily, like commanding an army in the north, commanding the night guards to infiltrate one after another demon mansions around the criminal department, arresting those who should be caught, and killing those who should be killed.

One after another, the purple scarlet officers who were not from the Criminal Department stepped into the Criminal Department and arrived at the door of the main hall of the Criminal Department.

In the main hall of the criminal department, the candles are shining.

Weng Jingxi, the secretary of the Criminal Department, sat in the main seat, with a table in front of him, looking out of the door, his face expressionless.

Below him, a large number of seats are placed opposite each other.

On the seats, the purple, red, and green-clothed officials of the Criminal Department sat separately.

In addition to the chief officer of the Criminal Department, the partial Shangshu and the partial waiter are all listed.

It's just that there are many fewer high-ranking officials in purple and scarlet clothes, and there are even more vacancies in green-clothed lower-grade officials.

Outside the door of the main hall, a dense crowd of non-criminal officials stood with grim faces.

Ministry of Rites, Ministry of Industry, Dali Temple, Yushitai, Guozijian, Daolu Division......

Countless middle-grade and high-grade officials gathered here, and the total number of people exceeded the sum of the officials in the main hall of the Criminal Department.

Some of these officials, even in the second rank of official residence, have the same status as the Shangshu of the Criminal Department.

After a long time, the number of officials who arrived gradually became scarce.

Weng Jingxi leaned back against the back of the chair, his body was straight, his big teeth were slightly convex, and each tooth was carved with a white-veined monster; garlic nose, poisonous gas churning in nostrils; The eyes bulged slightly, and in the depths of the eyes, a valley was reflected, and insects and snakes were entrenched in the valley.

"I don't know what happened when you all visited the Criminal Department together?" Weng Jingxi didn't get up, just sat quietly.

The Grand Priest of the National Eunuch Wine White Wounded Book Yinsu moved lightly, and said slowly: "The old man is here to take justice." ”

"Justice is in the hearts of the people, not in the criminal department."

"Then the old man will take a look at the hearts of the people in the criminal department to see if there is justice in it."

The cold air swept by, and the leaves in the yard were visible to the naked eye turning yellow and falling.

The officials of the Criminal Department looked tightly, and the top grade had murderous intent, and everything withered.

Weng Jingxi said slowly: "At this moment, when the Holy Lord is employing people, the Northland Demon Clan is invading on a large scale, do you really want to attack with six tribes and cause internal strife?" ”

"Since you know that it is the time to employ people, why do you want to kill Zhou Chunfeng?"

"You guys are talking about this, misunderstanding, big misunderstanding. Our Criminal Department did not mean to kill Zhou Chunfeng, but he repeatedly made things difficult for the Criminal Department, so we sent someone to invite him to the Criminal Department for a cup of tea. I don't know that Zhou Chunfeng also misunderstood us, had a dispute, and killed many officials of our Criminal Department. The loss of our criminal department is even greater! ”

"The dignified criminal department is still in and out of the same mouth, so is it full of nonsense?" A middle-aged man didn't look at Weng Jingxi, staring at the two-inch small sword on his fingertips, he kept fiddling, the small sword rotated rapidly, buzzing softly, like a fingertip spinner.

"What this official said is true......"

In the sky above the Shendu City, dark clouds rolled, and occasionally the clouds lit up and exploded.

Outside the gate of the Criminal Department, an old man with a red complexion and a brown cloth coat got out of the carriage and walked forward slowly.

The gate guard obviously saw the old man and wanted to stop him, but his body remained motionless, and he watched the old man pass through the gate and enter the criminal department.

In front of the main hall of the criminal department, disputes gradually arose.

Zhao Yishan was dressed in brown cloth, with his hands behind his back, straightened his chest, walked closer, and said, "Yo, what about the big set, so lively?" ”

The crowd looked at each other and hurriedly saluted.

"Meet Shousuke-sama!"

"Meet Zhao Gong!"

"Meet the Master!"

Everyone outside the hall looked at Zhao Yishan's cloth clothes, surprised and delighted.

Weng Jingxi, who was sitting inside, looked at Zhao Yishan's cloth clothes, his eyes flashed, he hurriedly got up, lifted the front of his robe, walked in small steps, and laughed: "Lord Shoufu is here, and the lower officials have missed the distance, and I hope that the Lord will forgive him." ”

The officials of the Criminal Department in the main hall stood up one after another, facing Zhao Yishan, all of them trembling.

Everyone in Qi knows that Zhao Yishan's official uniform is stable and stable, and Zhao Yishan's head is rolling.

Zhao Yishan, the official uniform, is learning to cry a rooster, at home with a pleasant face, meticulous in the ya, and gentle and elegant in the court.

Buyi Zhao moved the mountain, ordered someone to receive the order in the front yard, and killed 69 officials in Qingzhou in the backyard.

Buyi Zhao Yishan, because the most outstanding students were killed, went north alone, slaughtered the three cities of the demon clan, and punished the Daomen faction Shiyi Mountain who betrayed the news of the students and took refuge in the demon clan.

Buyi Zhao moved the mountain, because the students of his hometown were killed by the Demon Raising Sect, he went south, slaughtered more than 30,000 people of the Demon Raising Sect, and destroyed the twelve demon gates along the way.

Zhao Yishan has not worn cloth clothes for five years, and he has not been able to use the righteous sword for ten years.

Only then did everyone in the Criminal Department recall that Bingchen's third son, the champion Zhao Yishan, Xu Chuxin, and Tanhua were Zhou Chunfeng.

Weng Jingxi lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, a dignified second-grade member, an elder of the Demon Gate, and a scholar of the Criminal Department, just like a little daughter-in-law, walked quickly to Zhao Yishan's side, bent over, and said, "Please take a seat." ”

Zhao Yishan stepped forward and walked into the main hall.

Zhao Yishan sat in the main seat, and Weng Jingxi, the secretary of the Criminal Department, stood on the left hand side, bowing his head slightly.

Inside and outside the main hall, all the officials looked at this legendary Shousuke.

His legend has been circulating in the country of Qi.

Twenty-two years old.

Thirty-two-year-old middle talent.

Forty-two years old.

Fifty-two years old.

Try once in ten years, every time you try, you will win the first place.

The discussion about him has not ceased to this day.

Some people say that he is a genius, and the reason why he tries it once every ten years is purely because he doesn't want the imperial examination to delay his study.

It is also said that he has mediocre talent, but he studies hard, because he was not outstanding in his youth and was very ordinary.

Some people also say that he is ashamed and brave, and the young man is enlightened, because he participated in the imperial examination for the first time, not for anything else, just because his family was defeated and he needed a fame to make money.

There was once a great Confucian praise, Yishan was fifty years old after his birth, just to sharpen the edge of the sword for a product.

No matter what happened in the past, the Manchu Dynasty was civil and military, and all admired it.

Zhao Yishan's face is full of wrinkles, his skin is rough, and the roots on his chin are as short as needles.

He put his hands on the table in front of him, quietly looked at the cloudy sky in the early morning outside the door, and after a long time, he said slowly: "When the old man was on the emperor list with Chuxin and the spring breeze, he talked with candles and nights. The original intention was as jealous as hatred, and he swore to destroy the demon clan. The spring breeze is nostalgic for the comfort of the south of the Yangtze River, and has no intention of pursuing a career. The wife and daughter died at the hands of the demon clan, repented, went north to guard the river, did not laugh for three years, and killed a murderous name of blood tanhua. After often paying attention to the capital, although there are few shots, but the cultivation is becoming more and more sophisticated. The old man thought that there would be a chance to fight the river with him, but he never thought that the people who the demon clan could not leave would die in the divine capital. ”

Everyone in the criminal department bowed their heads deeply, and the faces of Wen Xiu outside the hall were as cold as ice.

"The spring breeze has guarded the river for three years, and I should do it for him." After Zhao Yishan finished speaking, his right index finger lightly tapped on the table.

The sound is crisp and there is no grandiose sound.

Suddenly, the main hall of the Criminal Department shook slightly, and the bricks and wooden beams of the roof were shattered inch by inch, like flowing water, slowly sliding down the wall.

The roof is gone, and the walls are cracking and crumbling.

A little smoke and dust rose and was suppressed by the invisible force of many monks, and the dust was no more than a foot high.

The main hall was destroyed, and the officials of the Criminal Department stood in the open air surrounded by the ruins.

The officers of the Criminal Department were terrified.

Zhao Yishan's right index finger tapped the table again.

I saw that with the main hall of the Criminal Department as the center, a faint white ring spread instantly, and where I passed, the walls of the Criminal Department collapsed, the houses collapsed, and most of the Criminal Department was razed to the ground.

Zhao Yishan raised his index finger and knocked on the table three times.

Click.

A gust of wind swept through the inside and outside of the Criminal Department, except for the prison where the prisoners were held, all parts of the Criminal Department collapsed, and the outer walls in all directions were shattered.

The first and third fingers destroyed the punishment department, and the cloth clothes started a big attack.

There are 300 people in the criminal department in the hall, and they all bow their eyebrows and count the dust.

Zhao Shoufu slowly turned his head and looked at Weng Jingxi.

"Weng Shangshu, how is this matter over?"

Weng Jingxi bent down and bowed, and said: "The criminal department did not find out the reason, in order to avenge personal revenge, indiscriminately killed the court officials, today when the court asked for the guilt, strictly investigate the various departments, the left and right servants are all in prison, all the divisions are in prison, the mastermind of this matter, Kang and Qin, the two partial scholars, abolished their cultivation, and handed over to Dali Temple." Since then, the criminal department has seen the son of Gang Feng, and retreated, if Gao Pin presses this son, the criminal department will punish him. ”

Zhao Yishan looked at Weng Jingxi quietly, without saying a word, and the index finger of his right hand left the desktop again.

Weng Jingxi sighed lightly and said, "Today, the lower officials will go to the saint, beg for bones, and never come out." ”

"The river has good scenery, and it is a good place to retire." Zhao Yishan Road.

"Early tomorrow morning, Xiaguan will go north to the big river, and the horse leather shroud will return to his hometown." Weng Jingxi bowed his head.

Zhao Yishan didn't seem to hear it, and his right index finger didn't fall for a long time.

Weng Jingxi was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "An hour later, all the secret divisions of the Criminal Department went north to play forward for the old man. ”

Zhao Yishan withdrew his hand, got up, and walked straight out.

Outside the hall, a group of people wearing purple and red followed each other, and the fish came out.

The sky was drizzling.

An hour later, a thousand black-clothed men rode war horses, stepped out of the north gate of the Divine Capital City, walked thirty miles, and stopped.

In the smoke and rain, the vermilion and purple columns are everywhere in front.

The head of the dark division of the criminal department drew his long sword, cut through the rain curtain, and pointed straight ahead.

"When the demons come to the world, all beings bow down!"

"When the demons come to the world, all beings bow down!" The crowd roared in unison.

There are 1,000 and 7 people in the secret division of the Criminal Department, rushing straight forward.

After a few breaths, everything was calm.

The first cloth was not stained with blood.

Night guard yamen, edict prison department.

Zhang Fugui stood in his room, looking at the four walls in disbelief.

"Where's the emperor's Mobao?"

"What about Lao Tzu's treasures?"

"Who did it!"

Zhang Fugui slapped the table, he was mad, he was born in a family of bandits, he hunted birds all day long, and was pecked by geese.

"Huh? Master Zhou said that he had already told Ling that he just borrowed it and would return it in a few days. ”

Zhang Fugui was stunned for a long time, and scolded: "Zhou Chunfeng, I'll grass your uncle!" Does he have a nephew named Li Qingxian, Lao Tzu is looking for him to settle accounts! ”

"Where are you going, sir?"

"Of course, go to Chunfeng Ju."

"But Zhao Shoufu is inside."

"I, Zhang Fugui, will be afraid of Zhao Yishan? Well, get ready for the spring breeze funeral tomorrow. One yard is one yard, and the disaster will not affect the children and grandchildren......"

In front of the night guard's yamen, Li Qingxian jumped off his horse, rushed into the night guard quickly, and rushed to the spring breeze residence.

Along the way, everyone who knew Li Qingxian looked at his distant back and was silent for a long time.

Stepping into the door of the Chunfeng Residence, Li Qingxian heard the desk in the room, and there was a very shallow breathing sound.

"Uncle Zhou!"

Li Qingxian was overjoyed and rushed into the door, only to see a strange old man sitting on Zhou Chunfeng's chair.

Dressed in brown cloth, his face was deeply wrinkled, and his complexion was red, like a farmer or fisherman exposed to the wind and sun all day long.

"The champion is still so frizzy?" Zhao Yishan originally held the painting that Zhou Chunfeng left for Li Qingxian, and slowly put it down.

Li Qingxian's mind flashed the names and portraits of the people in the night guard file, and there was only one person who matched this person's face.

"Junior Li Qingxian, I have seen Lord Shoufu." Li Qingxian bent over.

"I heard that the spring breeze wants to send you to Jiangnan?"

Li Qingxian had a sour nose, gritted his teeth, and nodded lightly.

Zhao Yishan snorted coldly, got up, and walked out slowly.

"Your father knows, he can be angry." Zhao Yishan Road.

Li Qingxian had heard countless legends of this person, and his reputation was thick enough to rank among the top three monks today, so he did not open his mouth to refute it.

Zhao Yishan said as he walked: "I have arranged a new errand for you, and you will go north tomorrow." What to go to Jiangnan, it's not promising. ”

"I want to keep filial piety for Uncle Zhou." Li Qing said leisurely.

"In the coming day, stepping through the demon mountains and taking the heads of the people to sacrifice the spring breeze, is it not more filial piety than you crying and crying?"

Li Qingxian was stunned for a moment, his teeth clenched.

"You don't want that word, send it to Jiyiju, and you can go down to Jiangnan." Zhao Yishan stepped out of the room and walked out.

Li Qingxian looked at Zhao Yishan's back, puzzled, obviously meeting this person for the first time, but he always felt that he seemed to know himself very well.

Once the first assistant, the first person under the emperor, actually waited for himself, why?

Li Qingxian's mind flashed countless legends of Zhao Yishan, his heart moved, he looked at his fortune, and was surprised to find that Zhao Yishan did not have any protection, and he saw Zhao Yishan's life directly in front of him.

This life house seems familiar.

An empty courtyard, an ordinary stone house.

In the stone house, the youth, youth, middle-aged and old people are all in full bloom, and the sixteen life stars are ready.

On top of each life star, there is a white-robed scholar standing, holding a scroll in his hand, and his appearance is Zhao Yishan.

Sixteen Bachelors.

Li Qing stood on the spot, and the legend turned out to be true.

After Zhao Yishan left, Li Qingxian remembered that before Qingyun tried to leave, Zhou Hate said that Uncle Zhou had left a word for himself, and Zhao Yishan had just mentioned a word.

Li Qingxian walked to the table.

On the left side is a yellow rosewood tiger head lock wooden box, and on the right side there is a piece of rice paper, on which there are eight characters.

The world is restless, where is leisure.

Opening the small wooden box, Zhou Chunfeng's handwritten "Four Books and Five Classics" was filled with most of it.

Outside the window, the rain was pouring down.

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End of this volume.

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