Ji Yi sent secret guards to enter, and they were to mend the knife and conduct an autopsy.

They galloped down the hillside, and as long as there were people lying on the valley ground, whether they lived or died, they all made up for the vital points to make sure that nothing was lost.

Ji Yi rode a horse and went straight to the middle of the hearse team with corpses lying on the ground.

"Open the coffin, autopsy."

The lids of the two coffins were opened, and the bloodless faces of Yu Kefan and Yu Deshan, father and son, appeared under Ji Yi's noses.

"Great Commander, in the coffin are indeed Yu Kefan, Yu Deshan father and son, that's right." A shadow leader who had been in the mansion for a long time said.

He couldn't be more familiar with these two faces, so much so that when he saw them now, he wanted to vomit, and he would also appear in the dream world in the future, spoiling the scenery.

"Hmm."

Ji Yi nodded indifferently, looked at Yu Kefan's corpse-white face, and said indifferently:

"Master Yu, under the order of the prince, the lower officials came to fulfill the agreement you once made in the Wangchun Pavilion, and beheaded all the doors, but did not destroy your Yu family, let alone ask the ten clans to accompany you to bury you."

"When you arrive at the Netherworld, don't blame the lower officials, thunder, rain and dew, all of them are God's grace, and please keep your word in the next life, the prince can't be fooled casually, go on the road with peace of mind."

Moments later, the commotion subsided, and the valley was silent.

A catcher Tun led the way to report:

"Great Commander Qiyu, all of them have been killed with swords, and none of them are alive."

The cold wind in the valley was biting, Ji Yi ripped off the black robe on his body with his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said:

"You stay personally, and there is a team of brothers, clean up the scene, and the others will return to Beijing with the official!"

"No." Tun rate bowed his head and replied.

When he raised his head, Ji Yi had already turned over and mounted his horse, leading a large group of men and horses to gallop in the direction of the capital, and disappeared into the vast wind and snow in the blink of an eye.

The thirty or so catchers left behind lit several bonfires at the site and then began to deal with the scene.

They were strong and veteran, and they quickly dug a big hole in the deep valley.

It is such a cold and snowy place, and it is a valley at the junction of the two places, and it is inaccessible, so these corpses are buried here, and no one will find them at all.

When the snow melts in the winter of the following year and everything recovers, these corpses will gradually decompose, and eventually disappear into this world without leaving a trace.

Among them, the coffins of Yu Kefan and Yu Deshan, father and son, were also discarded on the side of the pit at will.

When everything was buried, the Secret Guard Catchers also left.

The sky was getting darker, and the wind and snow in the valley were getting heavier and heavier, and all traces were hidden by the wind and snow.

In the middle of the pit, a hand suddenly stretched out.

The jagged but powerful palm grabbed the edge of the snow and dirt and climbed out of it.

He was covered in blood and stood in the snow and laughed wildly.

The laughter was terrible, like the cry of a night owl, and the forest was cold.

If anyone saw this, they would think they were crazy.

......

The end of the year is approaching, and the crown prince is very busy with official business.

As soon as the early dynasty in the Xuanzheng Hall of Daming Palace was over, he came to Wuying Hall to meet the assassins from the state capital.

In the current official setting of the Jin Dynasty, the post of assassin is very special, it is a civil and military double-shoulder, and the civil and military generals will be one person.

This is a great disadvantage.

The two generations of Yuan Zhi learned through historical records that the assassins and festival envoys in the late Tang and early Song dynasties were actually princes, and once they were full-fledged, they became hidden dangers in the imperial court.

It's like An Green Mountain.

The New Deal of Yuan Zhi has been officially announced in the court this morning.

In the future, the yamen of each state capital will be divided into two chiefs, the assassin and the general, with the same grade, and the assassin will be included in the civil official series, and the general will belong to the military general.

The two support each other and supervise each other.

Once this edict is issued, the political yamen outside the Beijing division will inevitably cause a lot of turmoil.

According to the New Deal, at present, the history of assassination should choose one of the two, and the power should be decomposed.

After choosing the official position of assassin, he must hand over military power, local security power, etc.

In the same way, if you choose the general of the state capital, you have to hand over the administrative power.

The separation of the administration from the armed forces and the implementation of a dual-track system are conducive to curbing the harm of monopolizing power between the military and the government.

These people are all human spirits, and they have been inexplicably stripped of half of their power, and their own interests have been greatly damaged, so of course there will be resistance.

Yuan Zhi summoned the interview in batches in the Wuying Palace, just to express his position and determination, give everyone a vaccination, make an appropriate promise, and give grace and power.

Approaching evening, the conversation in the Wuying Palace had just come to an end, and Prince Luan drove away from Daming Palace and went straight to Funing Palace.

He had something important to discuss this time.

I just received a notice from the Zongren Mansion: This year is the year when the kings enter Beijing to worship their ancestors, and according to the court system, the kings from other places enter Beijing once every three years, and the time limit is one month.

The Fan kings of the final Jin Dynasty, mainly King Ning, King Han and King Fu, were several imperial uncles of Yuan Zhi.

The crown prince can meet and talk on behalf of his father, but the princess of the king can wait for the family members they bring, which requires the queen to come forward.

With the chanting of 'His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived', Yuan Zhi walked from the main gate to the Shulan Palace.

met a group of court ladies, including royal princesses, and some ministers and wives.

At the invitation of the empress, they came to discuss the royal family's various court banquets, singing, dancing and poetry recitals during the New Year.

Hearing that the prince was coming, they said goodbye to the queen one after another.

When Yuan Zhi saw one of the beautiful women in red, his eyes froze, his breathing was a little tight, and his blood circulation fluctuated, so he couldn't take his eyes off.

The beautiful woman wears a red long skirt and has a long figure.

A pair of seductive eyes, sexy and seductive red lips, especially her pair of tender white green onions, with colorful nails, looks plump and enchanting, graceful.

The eyes are facing each other, and the eyes seem to be a little familiar, where have they seen before?

Oh, the fifth lady in charge of the Cao Mansion.

The prince is called a noble man who forgets things.

He had so much to put in his head, and he didn't have the smartphone or laptop of later generations to store pictures or text.

His so-called candidate for confidential secretary is still in the process of being selected, and he has no time to think about and investigate.

He now has to filter one side of his mind like a movie when he encounters things and people, and his reaction is often half a beat slower than ordinary people.

When the beautiful woman saw the prince's gaze, it was also a little abnormal, like seeing an old lover who was not easy to know publicly.

Their eyes were locked for a moment, silence was better than sound, but they immediately separated from each other.

Both sides are worried that they will be seen by others to make a name for themselves, especially the sensitive queen mother.

The ladies all bowed their heads collectively and bowed their bodies, giving the prince blessings and peace with respectful expressions.

Yuan Zhi raised his hand slightly, which was regarded as a half-salute.

The queen mother and the crown prince watched the ladies leave, and then sat down in the main hall to talk about business.

It is mainly told by the Zongren Mansion and the things received by several Fan Wangs.

"Alas... I thought that this palace could be a little lazy this year and enjoy life, but I never thought that it would be busier than in previous years. ”

As she spoke, the queen secretly glanced at the prince, and a pair of beautiful jade feet were covered by the phoenix skirt, and she unscrupulously climbed the root of Yuan Zhi's thighs.

Sizzle... Damn.