Chapter Seventy-Two: This Zombie Is a Detective Horse
Shen Yingying didn't want to wait for a long time, but because of Gu Yangjing's identity as the prince, she pursed her lips and decided to throw this pot out.
"Well, after all, there are more than a dozen other officials from the imperial court departments here. How dare the people trespass, wait or listen, or listen to the opinions of other officials."
After speaking, a pair of dexterous amber eyes looked at the seats in the first row of the audience. Each seat is equipped with a table card with the name of the department written on it.
Shen Yingying shouted one by one, "What is the opinion of Taifu Temple? Well? What is the opinion of Dali Temple? Criminal Department, Ministry of Rites, and Chinese Books...... What do you think?"
All:...... Thank you!
Sitting in the first row of the auction, all of them are small people, who dare to have the courage to clap. What's more, the East and West Factory is also responsible for supervising the hundred officials of the imperial court, and they dare not offend.
So, they began to look around and play the role of deaf.
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The officials dare not have an opinion, but Chuanhuatong is different. First, he participated in this auction in his personal name on behalf of the six princes, and second, isn't it that the governor of the two factories caused their sixth master, and he is still locked up in that sect's mansion and cannot be free!
So he doesn't just have an opinion! He's big with opinions!
Thinking about it, Chuan Huatong hurriedly stood up, pulled his throat, danced with his hands, and was impassioned.
"Detective Yun! Before the little one left the sect's mansion, our sixth master gave the little one instructions! The sixth master must be small, and he must fight quickly! Yun Xuantan, if you drag it out like this, if you go back late, the little one really can't explain it to our sixth master!"
After speaking, he didn't forget to have tears in his eyes, he raised his head and stared, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly: "Sixth Master, it's a small useless one!" Didn't finish what you said! I'm sorry for you, little one!"
The performance was called a deep loyalty, but Shen Yingying couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.
Chuan Huatong deliberately didn't give Gu Yangjing face, and didn't want to wait for Gu Yangjing. But this kind of use of this immortal and indirectly not giving Gu Yangjing face is inevitably too villainous!
I don't know, I thought it was this immortal who deliberately made things difficult for Gu Yangjing.
Shen Yingying thought for a while and said, "Why don't we wait for half a pillar of incense."
Chuan Huatong was still dissatisfied, and continued to raise his head, tears flowed out of his eyes at that time, and then slipped down, his voice was full of emotion, and he cried.
"Sixth Master!"
No sooner had the grief-stricken cries rolled out of his throat than the sound of a group of people gradually moving was heard. The onlookers and officials bowed and moved their seats back, and it didn't take long for them to automatically make way for the visitors.
"The ministers have seen the Fifth Highness."
"The grass people have seen the Five Highnesses."
Today's Gu Yangjing is wearing a dark blue regular clothes, decorated with ink and bamboo patterns, untied hair crowns, and three thousand green silks naturally falling. A pair of Ruifeng eyes are sharp, glamorous but not vulgar, charming but not demonic.
Gu Yangjing didn't come over, he just stood not far from the entrance and glanced here lightly.
"Chuan Huatong, is my sixth brother dead?" His voice and his feminine appearance are a bit out of proportion.
When Chuan Huatong heard this cold voice, he immediately stopped his tears, stiffened for a while, and then blew his nose, turned around, and bowed honestly in the direction of Gu Yangjing.
"Your Highness St. Ann. Back to His Royal Highness, our lord is fine. Our Yeji people have their own natural appearance, and there is nothing big about it now, and we will also specify that we will live a long life in the future."
"Then why are you crying like this?"
The sentence "......" choked Chuan Huatong, and after a long pause, he said, "Small...... The small one is afraid that the auction will not be completed, and the sixth master will be angry. Blame the villain."
Hearing this, Gu Yangjing hooked his lips.
His face was like a handsome Yama, and when he smiled, he always made people shiver with coldness.
"Then you might as well be prepared to die to atone for your sins." After Gu Yangjing finished speaking, his eyes fell on Shen Yingying.
His expression was full of imperativeness.
Shen Yingying didn't know
Dao's reaction could only force a smile.
She doesn't smile at her, but she's quite cute. Such a thought flashed through Gu Yangjing's heart.
After a while, he coughed dryly twice, turned around and walked quickly to the stairs on the side of the entrance.
Mingyue Restaurant has four floors of private rooms, and the top floor is used by Dajin's top dignitaries. The governors of these two factories are naturally going to the top.
As soon as Gu Yangjing left, he immediately followed many officials from the West Factory behind him, and they also followed upstairs.
Only the eunuch in charge of bidding as the representative was still sitting in the first row of the lobby.
The eunuch father-in-law, who was in charge of the bidding, smiled, "Yun Xuan, since our overseer has arrived, then we can start."
Shen Yingying heard this and nodded.
"Okay, let's start our auction for today. First of all, let me tell you about today's case—"
After Shen Yingying finished speaking, she snapped her fingers, and the golden boy purple medicine, the jade girl Qinglian, and Jia Daxian, the god stick who pretended to be a god and a ghost in Najia Mansion, came to the stage together.
Presumably, with the smile of Ziyao and Qinglian, Jia Daxian looked like he couldn't ask for anything.
Zi Yao and Qinglian pushed Jia Daxian to stand in the center of the platform, and then handed him a scroll. Jia Daxian held the scroll and reluctantly raised his hands.
In the middle of the night, the scroll spread out, revealing a painting.
If he knew that he was fooling him this time, he was here to be a human flesh hanger - then he would not have come to kill Jia Daxian!
Thanks to this Yun Xuan Detective, he also swore that if there is anything that must be done by him, he can only complete it!
The reason why it can only be done by him is because these two little babies are too short to completely spread out this painting, right?
Grandma's. was pitted by this female detective again.
You must know that she fooled herself a few days ago and took away a high-grade magic weapon in her house-Xuanjin Soul Lock.
This Xuanjin Soul Locking is upgraded from the ordinary second-class magic weapon Soul Fixing Lock, using Xuanjin Red Rope material, which is much more high-end than the ordinary Soul Fixing Lock!
He hasn't even used it, and he was taken away by this stinky woman! He also said that he would give it away! Admire, admire! The high-grade magic weapon says to give it away! Also! It's not her own, of course she wants to send it!
As soon as he thought of this, Jia Daxian wanted to cry in his heart.
But he was really curious about what Yun Feiyan was going to do with the Xuanjin Soul Fixing Lock, she was a Heavenly Character Xuanshi, wouldn't it be good to decide who would use the Soul Fixing Talisman? One thought and one throw, simple and convenient. z.br>
On the contrary, it is too troublesome to fix people in this Xuanjin soul lock, and you have to lock it and get the key! We don't understand! We don't dare to ask!
Who makes the family a big guy!
We want to mess with the big guy, so naturally the big guy tells us to do what we can only do!
Jia Daxian thought about it, and finally put himself in a correct posture, raised his head and chest, stood upright, and strived to be an excellent "hanging easel"!
Jia Daxian raised his hands and completely overshadowed him, and then showed it to the audience and bidders.
Everyone looked intently at the stage, only to realize that the original painting was a scene of a zombie murder: on the screen, there was a tall soldier wearing armor.
He had a hammer in his hand, the style of his armor, his blue eyes, his light brown hair, and he didn't look like a soldier of Dajin.
I saw that the foreign soldier in the picture had a purple face, protruding eyes, standing not very straight, and looked like a dead corpse.
Next to the foreign stalemate, there were two panicked civilians with gongs and mallets, who seemed to be frantically fleeing.
These two are what the case says, and the two Dajin beaters who met the deadlocked soldiers.
The golden boy purple medicine handed Shen Yingying a ring ruler, and after Shen Yingying took the ring ruler, she pointed the end of the ring ruler at the foreign zombie soldier in the painting.
"First of all, before the auction, Rong Minnu will tell you about the zombie soldier.
As the name suggests, zombie soldiers. It refers to another type of soldier who is re-summoned by the corpse of a soldier who died on the battlefield but has nowhere to be reincarnated. these
As for the soldiers, they have no soul, only a body, so they are not afraid of pain or pain, and their combat effectiveness is terrifying. Survive by eating the corroded corpses of other humans.
Why this foreign stalemate appeared in the capital of Dajin, we have no way of knowing. But one thing that we do know is that our neighbors, at least one country, are trying to train zombies as a military force."
As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help frowning.
Chuan Huatong took the lead in raising his hand, as if he was an honor student asking the teacher in class.
"Teacher...... Phew. Yun Xuan Detective. I don't understand, but according to what you mean, the sudden appearance of this zombie soldier in the Imperial City means......
"It's a fine work, or a horse."
That is, scouts, used to reconnoiter the enemy.
"It would be foolish if there really was such a neighbor who wanted to invade us and sent deadlocked soldiers over. Sending this zombie is easy to spot."
Shen Yingying shook her head when she heard this, "This immortal only said that the zombie soldier has no soul and only a body. But that doesn't mean that the zombies don't have ideas, on the contrary, they are very flexible and good at disguising themselves. Suppose we suspect that this stalemate is a horse sent by a neighboring country to investigate the situation of Daikin.
Then it should have enough dry food with it before it left. But for some reason, the dry food of the zombie soldiers, that is, the corroded pieces of meat, was not enough. It was forced to go out to forage for food.
As a result, when the zombie soldiers went out to forage for food, they bumped into these two watchmen and accidentally revealed their identities. But the problem arises again, if he pretends to be an ordinary person, I am sure that the two watchmen should not find anything unusual about him.
Soldiers who can scout horses are usually the ones who know how to improvise the most in the team. The deadlock soldier had a mind, and he was a highly trained scout during his lifetime, so why didn't he deceive the two of them by disguise or leave them alive, but had to kill one of them and let the other go?"
Under the guidance of Shen Yingying, everyone couldn't help but think about it seriously.
"Because the deadlock made a mistake. This person will definitely make mistakes, no matter how thoughtful the zombie soldier is, he is just an ordinary human in life."
"I guess the watchman lied, and he must have hidden something."
Just when everyone was talking, the woman wearing a white gauze skirt with apricot eyes and a smile on the stage raised the corners of her mouth.
"Okay, let's start bidding now. The price is the one who gets the ins and outs of the whole thing."