Within the capital, Dongcheng District.

The Prime Minister's Mansion is located in Dongcheng District closest to the royal city, and the entire mansion is surrounded by a two-zhang high wall, and there is a minaret at each of the four corners, and there are several guards on the tower.

Looking at the huge palace complex in front of him, which is square and regular, but several miles wide, and then looking at the splendid decorations in it, and the singers and dancers who walk around the mansion from time to time, it is conceivable that this prime minister is a person who can enjoy it very well.

"I don't know if King Zhao is still alive, but he has been missing for so long, this prime minister is now the highest power in the Dongyue Kingdom, no wonder this is the case!" Lei Luo shook his head.

The domestic government is in ruins, and this prime minister is greedy for pleasure, naturally he is not a good official, if he has encountered it before, he will definitely kill it for the people.

However, these have nothing to do with the purpose of his trip, and the purpose of his coming here is to kill the ghost.

In the palm of Lei Luo's left hand, there was a light red light flickering that was invisible to ordinary people.

And there was also a blood-red strange mark in the palm of his hand, which was obviously the ability of the Blood Sacrifice Dao Blood Seeking Technique.

"The blood tracking is really here, then the next thing is to go in and have a look, and if you meet a ghost, kill him by the way!" he said coldly.

Then, with his black hood covering his head, he sneaked straight into a corner of the Prime Minister's Mansion in black, avoiding the soldiers patrolling outside the mansion, and sneaked to one of the corners.

Looking at the minaret above the corner, although there are more people on duty, they are all ordinary people, so naturally there is a way to sneak in.

took out an invisibility talisman from the storage bag, and then silently ran the true yuan activation talisman, and after activating the talisman, it was attached to his body, and his whole person gradually became a phantom.

With a "whoosh", he quickly climbed over the wall and entered the prime minister's mansion.

At this time, he continued to raise his left hand, using the ability of the Blood Seeking Technique to track down the killer who killed the second princess.

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In the Prime Minister's Palace, in the most central part of a splendid palace.

This hall is 20 zhang high, the length and width are 30 zhang each, the decorative carvings in it are all imitated like the royal palace, the pillars around are even more with the golden dragon pattern, and the main seat is a golden dragon chair.

Wang Xiyan, the prime minister of the Dongyue Kingdom, was reclining on the golden dragon chair at this time, and at the bottom of the main hall, there were more than 60 men wearing Confucian robes.

Most of these men are middle-aged, with occasional white-haired old men, and they all have a more or less majestic momentum, and they are obviously people in power.

However, in a position directly below the golden dragon chair, there sat a figure shrouded in black robes, this figure was as thin as a dried corpse, even if it was covered by black robes, Sen Sen's skeleton could be seen inside.

If it weren't for this person sitting in the main hall, and the prime minister talking to this person from time to time, anyone would think that this was a corpse covered in a black robe, and this person Lei Luo was also very familiar with, it was the ghost of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.

And in the center of the main hall, there are countless beautiful singers singing and dancing, and from time to time there are beautiful maids in the hall holding wine bottles to pour wine for a group of guests.

However, these Confucian robes are all relatively restrained, and they do not use their hands and feet against these beautiful women, it is obvious that these people have practiced a body of qi cultivation kung fu.

In the main hall, from time to time, there were people who exchanged and chatted, and most of the content of their conversations was poetry and songs, some were discussing local officials, and some were discussing other officials in the DPRK and China.

Just when everyone was talking and drinking, Wang Xiyan, who was sitting at the head, suddenly waved his hand, and those singers and dancers all stopped singing and dancing, bowed down and left this hall.

When the guests all stopped talking when they saw the Prime Minister's movements, they all looked at the front position, obviously wanting to hear what the Prime Minister had to say.

However, after more than a dozen breaths, Wang Xiyan did not speak, and his brows were tightly locked, obviously there was something annoying.

"Prime Minister Wang, in the royal city today, did the vulture commander come to urge you again?" asked the ghost young man at this time.

His voice was hoarse and low, which made people feel uncomfortable, but no one cared about these at this time, but all looked at Wang Xiyan, waiting for the other party's reply.

"Yes, that person is here again, saying that he wants to give a specific deadline to let me find the murderer who abolished the great prince!" Wang Xiyan said angrily.

Thinking that he is the prime minister of the dynasty, one person is above 10,000 people, and now King Zhao is obsessed with magic and ignores the government, it can be said that Dongyue is his final say.

But a Praetorian Guard commander actually asked him to find a murderer, and aggressively asked him for a deadline.

The more I think about this, the more a flame is burning in the prime minister's heart, this is the so-called anger in the heart, after all, he was sent by someone, and the other party is just a lowly martial artist.

"A military attaché, if it weren't for King Zhao's fancy, this kind of person would have been put in prison a long time ago, and what did he say to help the great prince avenge him, what kind of prince should he be!" Wang Xiyan said angrily in his heart.

Hearing that the vulture, one of the four commanders, had come to the prime minister again, the other people in the hall were all talking, and it was obvious that the four commanders of the Praetorian Guard were not good people, and they did not dare to offend easily.

"Wang Xiang, I also heard that the great prince was abolished by a martial artist in the rivers and lakes, not only his legs were broken alive, but even his face was shattered, this matter is related to the face of the king!" someone in the crowd spoke.

Although the Great Prince has been abolished, the person who abolished the Great Prince still has to be found, otherwise a casual martial artist will abolish the son of King Zhao and there will be nothing at all, and others will look at it as a joke.

What this person said was recognized by most people, after all, the face of King Zhao also belongs to the face of the imperial court, and it is also the face of these civil and military officials.

If today's son is abolished, tomorrow's son is abolished, and the perpetrator is still at large, who will serve the court in the future.

"But there is no trace of this person, there is no news at all, Nuoda is a Dongyue country, there is a vast sea of people, how can I find a person!" the prime minister also had a headache.

To tell the truth, he received the news on the day Da Shizi was deposed, but the perpetrator was like evaporating from the world, no one could find him, and there was still no news for so many days, so what could he do.

"The vulture commander has a great friendship with the great prince, I think it is the vulture who is on the list of the great prince, but now that everyone is gone, it is natural to find the murderer to vent his anger, and Wang Xiang is just angry with this person!" said an angry old man below.

This person was a scholar in the dynasty, and he had no good impression of the military attaché, especially when the four major commanders were in power, he even advised King Zhao to emphasize literature and light on martial arts, so he formed a Liangzi with the four major commanders and the military attachés in the royal city.

Hearing this person's words, Wang Xiyan nodded in agreement.

And this person's words also won the approval of a group of scribes, and it is obvious that a military attache dared to let the prime minister do things, which angered the court forces led by civil officials.

"In that case, Ben Xiang won't care about that trouble, just shirk it, and let him send the guards to find it!" Wang Xiyan nodded in agreement, and then said impatiently.

This sentence resonated with everyone below, finding someone to track down is naturally their military attaché's business, the civil officials manage the government, and the court is where they dance and write.

"Hmph, a bunch of dead sour Confucians who don't know the height of the sky, those four commanders can kill all of you!" Ghost Shao naturally didn't participate in this, he just sneered in his heart.

According to the information of the three barbarians, the four major commanders are all monks in the foundation building period, and the imprisoned dragon of the four leaders may still be monks in the middle or even late stage of foundation building, and these civil officials can only live here.

Thinking of this, he picked up his glass and took another sip of wine, and then continued to sit quietly and look at the others.

"Prime Minister Wang, there is one thing that has to be mentioned, that is, the great prince has been abolished, is the successor of the king the third or seventh son?"

The country cannot be without a king for a day, and the same is true above the court, King Zhao has ignored the government for a long time, and the eldest prince is a wasted person, so one of the third and seventh sons will inevitably be elected to the throne.

As soon as these words began, discussions began below, and the discussion intensified, and finally developed into a war of words between the two supporters of the prince, and the scene was out of control.

"That's enough, stop for Benxiang!" Wang Xiyan suddenly shouted.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, and it was obvious that the prime minister was still quite prestigious, at least he could calm the scene.

"The country really can't be without a king for a day, I just don't know who of these two sons can inherit the throne, the third son is outstanding in literature, but the seventh son is the dragon and phoenix among the people, who should be supported is really difficult!" Wang Xiyan said.

Although he pretended to be difficult, he already had the answer in his heart.

Naturally, he supports the seventh son, and only the young seventh son will need his assistance, and then he will still have the final say in the entire Dongyue Kingdom.

really let the third son succeed to the throne, and it is unknown whether he can still be the prime minister.

After all, he had heard that the third prince also had some friendship with Badao, one of the four major commanders, which showed that the other party also belonged to the faction of valuing martial arts and ignoring literature.

"The eldest and youngest are orderly, since the eldest son has been abolished, it should be a few sons of the third generation, plus the seventh son is not very old, in terms of experience and experience, the third son is better!"

Wang Xiyan saw that this person was still the old man with an angry face.

He also knew that the other party was a scholar who attached great importance to tradition, and his prestige in the DPRK and China was not low, but this was a matter of his own future, so naturally he could not follow his wishes.

Thinking of this, he said hello to the ghost next to him, which meant that he wanted the other party to help dispose of this life without realizing it.

This is not the first time he has done this, just last night he killed the second princess and the family of the concubine, just because the concubine actually wanted to find King Zhao to directly advise the third son to succeed to the throne, this kind of person naturally can't be kept.

Wang Xiyan nodded and said no more, it was too early now, when the opportunity was ripe, he would let the immortal master kill the third son, so that he could safely support the seventh son to ascend to the throne.

After the ghost boy received the order, he retired after sneering, and the people around him also knew that this person was a distinguished guest of the Prime Minister's Mansion and a guest of the Prime Minister's seat, so naturally he would not say much.

In this way, the ghost boy left this large hall and walked towards his own residence in the prime minister's mansion, where there were some of the prime minister's subordinates arranged for him.