The six major government offices of the Metropolitan Protectorate will give public lectures twice a year.

This is mainly to explain to the people the various problems encountered by the government office in doing things, as well as why they do it sometimes, what the reasons are, and what are the solutions, and at the same time collect the inspection and disclosure stickers submitted by various local towns and towns, so as to communicate up and down and alleviate contradictions.

And every time, it is basically the chief and the director who is engaged in this kind of government to come forward.

On the tenth day of the seventh month, it was the day of the preaching of the secretary's office, because the director of Ji was old and lacked energy, so he was engaged in Jiang Dingyi.

Three days before the lecture, the Minister's Office had communicated with the Minister's Office in advance, asking it to search and clear the road through which the Minister's team was going to pass to ensure safety.

However, those who understand the real situation know that the Sikou Department can deal with ordinary people, and in the face of those real assassins, such a move is just a better look on the surface and a psychological comfort.

A few days passed in a flash, and soon it was the tenth day of the new year.

At sunrise, the carriage and horse procession to travel this time was already prepared in front of the government office, the cool breeze blew the flag on the honor guard, everyone stood silently, occasionally there was a sound of clothes and armor colliding, at this time the warm golden morning light came out, standing on the platform to see, the whole city has not yet woken up, the empty light gray sky is exuding a unique quiet.

After the first moment, Jiang Dingyi walked out of the government office with his servants and personal guards, he said hello to several guard captains, and solemnly bowed his hand to Zhang Yu who was standing there, and then got into a reinforced carriage.

As someone shouted near the carriage, and a few short brass horns sounded, the whole team held high the guard of honor and began to rumble forward.

This time, they had to start from the inner city terrace and pass through the whole city, but when they got to Wenqi Square, which was close to the port, it was a long distance and the procession was not in a straight line, so when they reached there, they might have to get close to the corner.

When Zhang Yu saw the team set off, he also turned over and rode on a tall black horse, holding the reins in one hand and Xia Jian in the other, and slowly walked forward. At the same time, his heart lake is spreading out, keeping an eye on the movements around him.

This time, he did not wear a robe for the treatment of ginseng, but changed into a Xuanfu Taoist robe, covered with a cloak, his face was hidden in the shadow of the hood, and his hands were wearing vermilion gloves.

Recently, after the cultivation of the seal of the true fetus, he could feel that even if he did not attract the light of his heart, his skin was wrapped in a layer of brilliant jade, which was one of the signs that his body had stepped into the supernatural.

It's just that this is too eye-catching, so we have to try to cover it up, and only when our cultivation gradually deepens can we restrain ourselves.

There was a team of 60 guards of the Imperial Palace, a team of 30 attendants of the government office, and 10 priests, exactly a hundred people.

The real elite here are the guards of the Metropolitan Guard, all of whom have undergone rigorous training, and all of them are dressed in iron armor, fully armed, and accompanied by two armed vehicles dragged by four horses.

And the people in the Sikou Office are only responsible for maintaining order at that time, which can be ignored.

The swordsman called Qin Wu also walked in the team with a dozen or so apprentices, all of whom were changed into the clothes and leather helmets of the government attendants at this time, and their appearance was no different from ordinary guards.

Qin Wu's spirit was very tight, he was an experienced person, and he knew that because the time of this trip had already been set, it was very likely that he would face a group of well-prepared assassins.

He also strongly suggested that Jiang Dingyi change the date or find someone to go instead, but this kind of policy set by the capital hall could not be changed at will, so Jiang Dingyi decisively vetoed it.

So he proposed that Jiang Dingyi find a stand-in, but he was also not accepted.

When he realized that he might have to fight a tough battle, he had to do everything he could.

He arranged each disciple in key positions in all directions, and he was near Jiang Dingyi's chariot and horse, so that no matter from which angle the enemy attacked, he could react immediately.

At this time, he glanced at Zhang Yu, who was riding on a horse, and then looked away again.

Jiang Dingyi told him that Zhang Yu was a Xuan cultivator, who was not only here to protect himself, but also his friend, and he had to respect him.

Qin Wu also admitted in his heart that Xuan Xiu was very powerful, and he had many means that ordinary people did not have, but he had been a guard for people all his life, and he was also arrogant, thinking that he could obviously do this kind of thing better.

So he didn't come to Zhang Yu to take the initiative to discuss anything, and when he arranged all the arrangements, he treated him as if he didn't exist.

Zhang Yu didn't care about this either, he was here to deal with opponents with extraordinary strength, and as for the general guards, it was the duty of those guards and these swordsmen, and he wouldn't rush to interfere.

And the means of dealing with ordinary people are the same whether he knows it or not, and there is no need for any intersection between the two people.

At the same moment, in a long and narrow stone passage near Wenqi Square, more than 30 members of the Tianping Sect were silently nibbling on dry steamed buns, drinking astringent water, and swallowing hard, and the passage was filled with the sound of chewing vigorously for a while.

Their hair was shaggy, their clothes were very tattered, they were stepping on straw sandals, and the weapons in their hands were the best they could handle.

They are the lowest level of the Tianping Sect, and they don't have any money to do assassinations, and they can only receive some dry food and water every day to maintain the most basic life.

They are not residents of Ruiguang City, but have been exiled here.

In recent years, many towns in the northern part of the province have been affected by inexplicable natural disasters, and many towns have been dismantled.

Although the Metropolitan Protectorate will arrange for the townspeople to be transferred to other places, there are many people who have not been properly arranged, and among them, there are some people who have lost their household registration without knowing it.

Others are the people who spontaneously came out of the land in the early years, and the climate change has gradually made the fields barren, and they have to flee to Ruiguang to seek a livelihood.

After eating, everyone began to wipe down their weapons, most of them with a long sword in their hands, and some daggers and hatches.

"Lao Chen, did you give incense to your daughter before you came out?" a man with eight-character eyebrows broke the dullness.

The person called Lao Chen was a man about fifty years old with a weathered face, and he said in a calm voice: "I have been on it, and I may go to accompany her after today." ”

The man with eight eyebrows leaned over and whispered, "I heard that as long as enough sacrifices are sacrificed, the God of Balances can resurrect people, Lao Chen, have you ever thought about resurrecting your daughter?"

Lao Chen's hand paused, and then said, "I don't want to." ”

The man with the eight-eyebrow was puzzled and said, "Why?"

Lao Chen said in a deep voice: "Come back to life, will I let my daughter starve and freeze again?" His movement of wiping his sword suddenly sped up a little, "I'd rather not." ”

The man with the eight-character eyebrows also fell silent, he cursed something, and began to wipe the sword in his hand fiercely.

On a tall building near Dangang, two people wearing white masks were hiding in a certain compartment, looking into the distance with a clairvoyant mirror.

"Is it all arranged?"

"Rest assured, the three groups of men are all followers of God, and their blood and lives are believed to be enough to please the God of the Scales. ”

For the God of Balances, believers are his lambs, he will not take the initiative to give them anything, usually like a sheep herd, if they die like this, the power of the believers will become a part of him, so the more they die, the better.

In this way, it seems that those who believe in the balance do not benefit at all, but have to pay a lot, and it seems that there is no need to believe it.

But in fact, in the vast world, there are too few things that the weak can rely on, and the God of Scales is a god after all, and this identity at least gives his followers some spiritual comfort and the courage to stand up and resist.

At this time, the convoy of the Minister's Office had already gotten off the platform and was walking along the avenue, and at the front of the road, a young man in a cloth suit ran towards him, and before he could get close, he was stopped by those vigilant priests, and after checking his identity, he was let go.

The young man came to Qin Wu's side, wiped the sweat on his cheeks, panted slightly, and hugged his fists and said, "Master." ”

Qin Wu threw over a water bag and said in a deep and magnetic voice, "How is the front?Is there any problem?" He couldn't trust those people from the Sikou Office, so he asked his apprentice to go to the front to explore the way first.

The young man unscrewed the water bag, took a sip, wiped his mouth, and said, "The disciples have seen it, and there are no problems in the houses and squares along the way. ”

Qin Wu snorted and said, "Maybe you really said it." ”

The young man was stunned, "Huh?"

Qin Wu took back the water bag in his hand, turned his chin and gestured back, and said, "Look at the back, your eyes will be brighter." ”

"Yes, Master!"

The young man squeezed to the back, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he came to a beautiful girl dressed as a man, and said, "Xiaoling, why are you here?"

The girl gave him a blank look and did not speak.

Seeing that she ignored herself, the young man rolled his eyes, covered his mouth with his hand, and said in a low voice: "Alas, Xiaoling, do you know? I heard that there is a Xuanfu cultivator in our team on this trip. ”

"Xuan Xiu, which one is it?" The girl was really aroused by him, and said, "Where is it?"

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