The darkness did not affect Ji Chen's vision.

After reaching an outstanding level of cultivation, he already has the ability to have basic night vision.

Ji Chen saw the face of the man in black clearly. It was one of the two women who were dressed as men in the inn.

"It's so offensive to come late at night. My name is Qiu Moyan. I'm sorry Lord Ji."

Qiu Moyan bowed to Ji Chen and said.

Ji Chen said lightly: "There is a room in the yard, so choose one by yourself. As long as you don't go out of the yard, there is no problem with safety."

"Thank you, Lord Ji!"

Qiu Moyan didn't say much. She looked at the room in the yard and finally chose a wing room.

Ji Chen also returned to the room and continued to study the Seven Killing Sword Technique.

Ji Chen spent the whole night studying sword techniques, and did not close the knife score until the morning of the next day, and then put the knife score on the candlelight.

Soon, the knife score started to burn and burned to ashes in a moment.

He has already remembered all the sword techniques in the knife score.

After not sleeping all night, Ji Chen is still energetic. After reaching an outstanding level of cultivation, he will not feel sleepy even if he doesn't sleep for three days and three nights.

...

In the Jinyiwei Office, Lu Xiucai is processing the file.

Ji Chen is a hand-off manager. Unless there is something special, he will basically not come to Jinyiwei. Everything was left to Lu Xiucai.

Those who can do more work!

Guo Furong was visualizing in the yard, which was a visualization method she found in the Jinyiwei Armory.

Bai Zhantang is training a group of newcomers.

The Jinyiwei is really short of people, and there are only four people in total.

So Bai Zhantang went outside the city to select a group of bad people and temporarily joined the Jinyiwei.

Because they are bad people, they have no staffing and no salary, but only take care of food and accommodation.

But for these refugees, food and accommodation are enough.

Being able to enter the inner city and join the Jinyiwei is definitely a matter of Guangzong. It doesn’t matter whether the money is or not, just keep food and accommodation.

There are more than 30 people in this group, and they are all in good physical condition. They are currently receiving cruel training from Bai Zhantang.

Just as Bai Zhantang was in full swing, the gate of the Jinyiwei was suddenly pushed open.

A group of people wearing gorgeous clothes and holding swords walked in.

The person in charge has no white beard, is thin, has a slightly pale face, and has a sinister eyes, which makes people shudder like a poisonous snake.

He held a long sword in his hand, was wearing a tight black and red uniform, a feather cap, and a black and red cloak, and his whole body exuded a sinister temperament.

The same is true for the people behind him, four middle-aged men with equal temperaments, hanging a single knife on their waists, wearing chain mail, and black cloaks covering their entire body.

Behind these four people was a group of men in the world wearing gorgeous clothes.

This group of people all have a unified characteristic, with no white face, slightly white skin, and a sinister aura on their bodies, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"Who are you? You dare to trek into the Jinyiwei."

Bai Zhantang angrily rebuked, leaning across the front of everyone, holding his right hand on the hilt of the horizontal knife.

Even Guo Furong, who was watching from the side, stood up and walked behind Bai Zhantang, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand.

After hearing the movement, Lu Xiucai also stood up and walked out.

"Bold! How dare you yell in front of Cao Gong, seeking death!"

A man wearing a chain mail suddenly flew out, raised his palm and bombarded Bai Zhantang.

A trace of anger flashed across Bai Zhantang's face, and he drew his sword without saying a word.

With Ji Chen during this period, he has learned to solve things with a knife, so he never has to say anything.

"Clang!"

The sound of the horizontal knife being unsheathed suddenly sounded and came to an abrupt end.

Bai Zhantang's horizontal knife had just been pulled out halfway, and the man's palm had already hit his chest.

Before he could react, he was hit in the chest with a palm, and he flew straight out, smashed on the bluestone floor in the distance, spewing out a mouthful of blood.

"Bei Mo is Bei Mo. From the Six Gates to the Jinyiwei, there is no one who can fight. The court really depends on you, the wine bags, and it will die long ago."

The man in the chain mail stood with his hands behind his back and said coldly.

"The poor mountains and rivers are bad, and the troublesome people are out of trouble! There is no ability at all, but no rules at all."

Another person wearing a chain mail also said lightly.

The person with no white beard on his face and holding a long sword never spoke from beginning to end, just looked indifferently.

Anger flashed across Guo Furong's face. She was about to take action, but was stopped by Lu Xiucai.

These people are very extraordinary in terms of clothing and temperament. They know that the Jinyiwei is here and they dare to break in and even hurt the Jinyiwei, obviously they don’t take the Jinyiwei seriously.

Or simply disdain.

Lu Xiucai looked at everyone, clasped his fists and said, "Lu Qinghou, the secret spy of the Jinyiwei in the Qixia Town, I wonder what you are doing when you come to the Jinyiwei?"

He said it very politely and did a lot of etiquette!

The man without white beard didn't even look at Lu Xiucai, and raised his foot and walked straight to the hall. The rest of the people followed him and walked towards the hall.

Lu Xiucai held his hands in the air, looking a little embarrassed.

He whispered to Guo Furong: "Go and notify Lord Ji."

"Then you!" Guo Furong was a little worried about Lu Xiucai.

At first glance, this group of people found that they were not good at coming. Lu Xiucai did not know martial arts. She was afraid that it would be dangerous to leave him here alone.

"I can handle it, go quickly!"

"Then be careful!"

Guo Furong ran out of the Jinyiwei.

Lu Xiucai turned to look at the group of people. After entering the hall, he sat down separately.

The man without white beard sat directly on the main seat, leaning against the chair, picked up the file next to him and flipped through it casually, as if he was in the shape of a master.

Four people wearing chain mail sat on both sides, and the rest stood behind the four people in two rows, holding their right hands on the hilt of the single knife, with the same posture and movements, and they were obviously well-trained.

The group of bad people had been scared to hide aside and did not dare to say anything.

Lu Xiucai helped Bai Zhantang up and walked into the hall.

At this time, the person who injured Bai Zhantang spoke. He pointed to the person sitting on the head and said, "This is Eunuch Cao, Xing Baihu, Dongchang Xing! Why don't you pay a visit to Eunuch Cao!"

East Factory?

People from the palace!

Lu Xiucai was surprised and hurriedly bowed, "Go to Eunuch Cao, all the good-time men, and all the adults."

When the Beijing officials arrived at the local level, they would bow to the third level even if the standing people had the same status as him.

"Um!"

Eunuch Cao snorted coldly, "Seeing that I have not kneeled down yet, hasn't the Jinyiwei taught you what rules are?"

His voice was sharp, his tone was plain, and his expression was a little displeasure.

Lu Xiucai's face changed, and there was no bow to worship the Ming Dynasty.

When a minister sees the emperor, he doesn't have to kneel down, let alone a father-in-law.

Only when a slave sees his master will he kneel down.

A man wearing a chain mail kicked Lu Xiucai's leg and scolded: "Bold, you, a little secret agent, didn't you ever kneel down when you saw Cao Gong not kneeling!"

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The two chapters were offered, although it was a little late, but I still caught up.
Chapter completed!